Splendid peasant girl busy farming

"Sister Qing'er, don't you say it's infuriating? These servants who look down on others actually feed a child with dog food!"

Well, Jun Lan was not only deeply immersed in the play, but also did not forget to seek empathy from Yang Ruoqing, the other spectator beside her.

"No matter how poor the child of Lao Wu's family is, he is still the master. His grandson is also half the master, and his grandson is even more the real master of the family. These dogs and slaves are so bold and daring. This is too much!"

Jun Lan cursed as she watched. The silk handkerchief had long been twisted by her, just like her distorted face at the moment.

Yang Ruoqing was a little scared. It was a good thing that she was not born in the future. Otherwise, when she saw the bad guys in the movies, she might really rush over to smash the screen, throw rotten eggs, and become the leader of the crazy black fans!

"Hey, isn't it true that a play script should be as exaggerated as possible?" Yang Ruoqing said.

"If we don't create enough hatred, how can we attract the attention of us spectators?" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Just enjoy the script, why bother with it?

Logically speaking, it is unreasonable for the fifth daughter to marry a poor scholar.

In this era, 90% of marriages are arranged by parents. The couple had arranged for their first four daughters. Now, as for the youngest daughter, who has the best looks, it stands to reason that her son-in-law must be of similar quality!

Moreover, he raised his daughter by himself and taught her by example that women in ancient times rarely went out to wander around to meet the opposite sex and then start a free love relationship.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the fifth daughter can decide her own life, and even if her parents decide, it is impossible for her to marry a poor scholar...

When Jun Lan heard Yang Ruoqing's analysis, she turned around and was stunned. It seemed that she was still analyzing and pondering the meaning of Yang Ruoqing's words.

But the next moment, she frowned and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister Qing'er, there are all kinds of things in this world. The script is not exaggerated at all. In reality, some wealthy families are even more outrageous than what is shown on stage! Really, it's too hateful, those slaves!"

Yang Ruoqing saw that Jun Lan was getting more and more excited as she spoke, and her emotions were almost out of control. Was she completely putting herself in the shoes of the fifth girl?

"Mom, have some tea and watch the show carefully. Today's show is really exciting." Wang Yanke brought a bowl of fragrant tea to Junlan and gently touched Junlan's arm.

When Jun Lan turned her head to look over, Wang Yanke blinked, and there was something clearly conveyed in her eyes.

Jun Lan was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and she quietly looked at Yang Ruoqing, Old Madam Zuo and the others.

It was discovered that Yang Ruoqing was holding a cup of tea in her hand and while drinking it, her eyes were following her twin sons, and her attention was obviously not on Jun Lan.

As for Old Madam Zuo, she leaned back in the armchair, gently patting the armrests with her hands, and she also looked fascinated by the show.

Jun Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that her previous gaffe did not cause them to speculate.

That's good.

It is indeed wrong to lose composure, especially in such an occasion, which is unpleasant and inappropriate.

Junlan drank the tea, but still felt a little awkward and uncomfortable. She needed to leave for a while and find a place to sort out her fluctuating emotions.

Just as she was trying to find an excuse to go and apologize to Old Madam Zuo and leave, Wang Yanke said softly, "Mom, it's a little chilly at night. I want to go back to my room to add some clothes. Can you accompany me?"

Jun Lan nodded immediately, "Of course, I'll tell your aunt."

"Yeah." Wang Yanke stood up and stood aside obediently.

Jun Lan informed Old Madam Zuo, then stood up and left with Wang Yanke.

Yang Ruoqing quietly turned her head to look at Junlan's empty seat, thinking. Just when Wang Yanke came to remind Junlan not to lose her composure, Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, the plot on the stage might have made Junlan think of her and her daughter.

In the years after her husband passed away, she and her mother were probably bullied in every way by her husband’s family…

"Qing'er, I'm going to pee. Can you accompany an old lady like me?"

Just as she was lost in thought, an old man wearing a large green ring gently placed his hand on Yang Ruoqing's arm.

This emerald ring is extremely rare. If it is exchanged for gold and silver, it can buy a three-story courtyard house in places like Wanghai County and Huguang County.

There are three layers of rings like this in Old Madam Zuo’s jewelry box. I just want to ask you if you think this is awesome or not!

"What a coincidence. I just happened to drink too much tea, so I was thinking about that." Yang Ruoqing smiled and leaned over to support Old Madam Zuo.

The old lady greeted several other old ladies and slowly went to a room at the back with Yang Ruoqing.

Gradually walking out of the noisy place, the old lady patted the back of Yang Ruoqing's hand and sighed softly: "If I had known that Jun Mo would order this play for me today, I would not have let Jun Mo take Jun Lan and her daughter over."

"The plot of this play is too similar to what happened to Jun Lan. Of course, Jun Lan was married off by matchmaker arranged by her parents, but Yan Ke's father passed away, and Jun Lan and her daughter were in the Wang family. The servants dared to bully them. Yan Ke... also had her share of dog food."

Because of this, Old Madam Zuo insisted that her cousin Zuo Junmo go to Hangzhou and bring Junlan back, bypassing Junlan's brothers.

Junlan's brothers were indifferent to the life and death of Junlan and her daughter, or in other words, they turned a blind eye and did not want to accept two burdens.

This is also the real reason why Junlan broke up with her parents, brothers and sisters after she came back.

In that hell of suffering, only the Zuo family saved her and her daughter, so now she married a businessman in the county, gave birth to three children, and lived the life of a young lady.

Even if she ignored those people from her mother's family, she didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.

"Madam, actually, I have thought of this before." Yang Ruoqing said softly.

After listening to what Old Lady Zuo told her about the previous treatment of the mother and daughter, Yang Ruoqing felt that she could understand why Jun Lan lost her composure while watching a play.

The wound was ripped open and salt was sprinkled on it. How could it not hurt to the point of tears?

"Old lady, don't feel too bad for Junlan. Look how well Junlan is doing now. She lives in harmony with her husband and daughter, and they have a pair of children."

"Her life story is about suffering first and sweetness later, so old lady, you should enjoy watching the drama. Today is your birthday!"

Old Madam Zuo smiled with relief: "It's hard for you to still want to comfort me."

"You all come to celebrate my birthday with me. This year, I am very happy, really!"

In the guest room on the other side, Wang Yanke twisted a handkerchief and handed it to Jun Lan: "Mother, the past is in the past. Why do you have to think about the past and lose your composure on your aunt's birthday?"

"Everyone is trying to make my aunt happy, but you are doing the opposite. This is not good!" (End of this chapter)